We both see the same Moon
Looking down on us,
Our common lantern at night.
The same stars twinkle down on us
As we look up at them, and wonder:

"What are you doing tonight?
What are you feeling right now?
I miss you so much!!!
Are you OK?
Can you hear me?"

That same Sun that warms your face
Warms mine too, while
Traveling West from my sky to yours
Every morning!

We both cling to the same planet
As it rotates in the heavens.
And circles our Sun,
Around our own galaxy,
The Milky Way.

Remember
We are always connected
As well as separated
By space and time,
So they say.

Do not despair, my young friend!
In a little less than one revolution
Around our Sun,
We will meet again,
Look into each others
Dark brown eyes,
And laugh together
As before.

Is there a heart so cold,
That can't be warmed
by a friendly smile?
A heart so hardened,
That it won't be softened
By the tears of a hurt child,
Or a gesture of kindness
From a close friend?

Some say, there is but one Heart,
And when It beats,
It beats for all...
Young and old,
Rich and poor,
Kind and cruel,
Just and unjust,
You and me,
Him and her,
And all the rest.

It keeps the beat
For Everyone!

Perhaps
This Great Drum never stops
It's endless loving beat
Till the last human heart
Is still?

For isn't it we alone, all together,
That makes this Heart
Beat out its song?
What point would there be
To maintain this rhythm
When everyone
Is gone?

The feeling's liberating
Not looking for someone
With a hopeful gaze
Who's never going to love you back

I don't need
For you to love
Me, I'm great
I don't need a man
To be awesome.

I'm going to stand up straight
And walk alone
I'm going to dance tonight
On my own
I'm going to feel the night
Jovial and free
I'm not going to pin
On someone, rather
I'm going to be
Not hopeful
But happy
Not looking
For you

She slipped quietly away in the night
out the door
Not to flee
Although she wanted to.
But simply to look at the sky.

To find the moon
that she knew lied above
her over crowded and young head

She smiled up
at the blackened sky.
Then she found the object of her affection.
Brightly shinning on her nearly carmel skin.

She spoke sweet words
to the light that was in the darkness.
She made it brief but she longed
to be embraced.

She smiled and she breathed deeply.
She felt her insides grow with warmth.
She wished for more..
but for now the light of the moon would have to do.

“I love you,” she whispered
then she again hid away in the house once more
with hope for a better tomorrow.

No such thing as darkness, just the absence of light.
No such thing as cold,just the absence of heat.
No such thing as hate, just the absence of *love.

I want to be stronger
I’m sorry...
my hands are shaking... Heart aching....
I’m hurting.
Can you hear when I call you with my thoughts?

Tears falling...
calling..
time stalling barely breathing...
hardly seeing anything clearly.

Your voice...
oh how I miss your voice
the way it moved me... The way I shivered
and smiled till my face hurt
laughing...
Never wanting it to end.

I’m here...
I’m safe...
I’m scared...
BUT Im here....

don’t worry...
This little bird is fine
tired, but alive
feeling you... close...

They say when you love someone
you’re never far apart and praying
that that’s true.

Till we can be close again..
I’m holding you in my thoughts...
In my heart...
If you listen hard enough,
maybe you can hear my thoughts...

This little bird is fine.

The darkness covers my lungs and it feels like Im drowning
I gasp for air in hopes to breath in light.
I’m desperate.
I scream silently and I’m waiting for something... anything
The answers I seek are only met with my questions.
And now I’ve lost all sense of direction
and I don’t know if  I’m sinking or floating.
I know for certain I’m not swimming
For I can’t will myself to move.
I gasp needing to feel light help me gain back
what the bitter sweet dark has taken away.

I use to beg for morning light to take away this blackness
but oh no. It’s not that simple.
Now the light only brings out the sewing kit
I take the red thread and sew my smile on
right in the place I know it belongs.
I wish I had thicker string because this one breaks to easy.
I pull my hair back and slip my clothes on
and I walk the world as if I have nothing to hide.
Nothing that haunts me in some late hours of the night.

I pretend that I am as innocent as I look.
Oh sweet Sun you are just my puppeteer
until the night comes
and plays a different tune for me to dance too.
Why  do I give so much control of my bandaged and duct tape pieces of myself.

For the love of what ever is making this world keep spinning.
I’m tired of this helplessness.
I hate gulping down shots of light
like an addict needing my fix or a pick me up to get me through another day
But sadly the light is not my addiction.
The dark is
that swallows me up with it forged promises
and authentic pain that blankets me.

I am tired of fighting so tied of it.
If some didn’t grasp my hand
right before I let myself go.
I would have drowned in the misery of this
the water red and salty.
I beg for them not to let go as they pull me up
and nearly get pulled down with me.


Please cut my strings I beg
I don’t want to be the puppet of the pain anymore
Please.
You can only cut the bonds you’ve made sweetie

I open my eyes as I slice though the first thick cords attached to me
and for the first time in a long time
I see the me I want to be
and I see the light hidden there.

Screaming out of help,
calling for something more,
wandering through the maze that I crave
of the life I live.
Fear cloaks me,
The truth gets caught in my throat,
then, I’m gasping for air.

Wishing for happiness
to push away despair.
Part of me wanting to disappear.
To hide from them
to hide from myself  

my torn disposition
my broken smile.
I can’t pretend my whole life

Please release me
please let me run
Please let me flee from this place

Sickened by my thoughts
sickened by my distant dreams
sickened by the loss of myself

please shadows of my mind...
don’t overtake me...
Someone save me
something save me...
pull me up

I’m clinging
sinking
needlessly choking
on my own victim mentality.
Most of my days are all the same..
Just like this.

Shining light within me,
why can’t I see you?
Why do you allude me so?
when I search so high and low for you
in the cracks and the cloaked spaces of myself.
I need to know that I am not only bad,
that I am not only here to destroy and break
the precious and beautiful  accepts that surround me.
I’m a little scratched and a little bruised and nicked
and a little tattered at the seams,
no I’m not proud of it but its true.
I’m trying to put myself back together
but it’s so easy to break
and the needle weaves in and out
hoping it holds tight this time.
I will find the light,
I need to,
hidden in the shadows of my own beings.
Light, I need you.